"That's your business, I won't get involved."
After hanging up, Wen Zhiyan hesitated for a moment before instructing Xin Xuanlai to investigate Fang Miaomiao's assets.
Before their marriage, his family had given Fang Miaomiao fifty million as dowry and an apartment in a prime location. He also personally transferred one million yuan to her card every month for her personal expenses.
Fang Miaomiao shouldn't be without money.
But judging by her words earlier, she didn't seem to be lying. So, where did the money go?
Soon, Xin Xuanlai called back.
"Speak."
"Chairman." Xin Xuanlai gulped, genuinely shocked by the state of Fang Miaomiao's assets.
He even wondered if his chairman had been mistreating his wife in secret, otherwise how could she be so penniless?
Five hundred and twenty.
As the wife of a listed company chairman, to have only 520 yuan in her card, who would even believe it if she said it?
Wen Zhiyan, not hearing a response, called out, "Xin Xuanlai."
"Chairman, I'm here." Xin Xuanlai shivered, swallowed, and said cautiously, "That, Chairman, I've checked all the cards under Madam's name. She only has 520 on her person."
"Five hundred and twenty?"
Hearing the number, Wen Zhiyan's brows furrowed even deeper. "How could that be?"
"It's true. I couldn't believe it myself and even asked a few more times. The answer was always 520."
"What about the fifty million in that card?"
"All of it, all of it went to the Fang family."
"Trace the flow of funds from the card I gave her." Wen Zhiyan's face turned cold.
"Besides the fifty million that went to the Fang family, the one million yuan transferred to her each month automatically redirected to the Fang family the day after it was deposited," Xin Xuanlai replied immediately. "However, the one million from the past month was transferred to a Taoist temple."
"A Taoist temple?"
"Yes, I checked the name. The temple is called Qing Dao Guan."
"Qing Dao Guan." Wen Zhiyan's gaze shifted, and he couldn't help but think of the current Fang Miaomiao. "I understand. What about the apartment?"
"The apartment has been renamed," Xin Xuanlai said, somewhat perplexed. "Even stranger, the apartment is under the name Fang Yanhuan."
"Fang Yanhuan?"
"The real daughter who was recognized by the Fang family a year ago."
"Heh."
Wen Zhiyan chuckled. Had he been out of sight for too long, causing everyone to forget his existence and start making small moves without care?
Hearing the cold chuckle, Xin Xuanlai's hair stood on end. He had, to some extent, seen Wen Zhiyan in action, and this light laugh surely meant someone was about to face misfortune. "Chairman?"
As expected, Wen Zhiyan on the other end of the line directly ordered, "Investigate. I want to know what the Fang family has been using Fang Miaomiao's monthly million yuan for."
He wanted those people to return what they had taken, exactly how they had taken it.
"Yes." Xin Xuanlai instinctively straightened his chest.
[Mom, what kind of god-tier looks is this? I really love it.]
[Thank goodness I was quick-fingered and screenshotted it. I'm a little envious of Fang Miaomiao's rich old man right now. If I had money, I'd also be willing to marry such a beautiful wife.]
[The haters are all jealous of Fang Miaomiao. Oh my god, I'm almost dying of jealousy. Fang Miaomiao married into a wealthy family at such a young age, and she has a son who understands and loves her so much. Isn't this the life I've always dreamed of?]
[Did Fang Miaomiao save the galaxy in her past life? I heard that even if Fang Miaomiao's husband was a truly rich old man, she could have lived a life of ease and inherited half of his fortune, plus her obedient son. My god, what kind of beautiful dream is this? I wouldn't even dare to dream it.]
Wen Zhiyan looked at the bullet comments on the screen, his brows furrowed. Was he old? He wasn't even thirty yet. Although he was getting close, there was still some distance.
Thinking of this, he picked up the tablet again and posted a bullet comment.
[Fang Miaomiao's old man isn't old, and he's very good-looking, because I am her husband.]
He was even the campus heartthrob when he was in school.
[You upstairs, shut up. I know you're envious and jealous. If you keep being sarcastic, we'll manually tag the administrator and kick you out.]
Before Wen Zhiyan could even react to what was happening.
The tablet went black.
It displayed that he had been blacklisted by the program team and was no longer allowed to enter Fang Miaomiao's live stream.
Wen Zhiyan: "........."
His own company's publicity department was blocking him from entering his wife's live stream?
Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyan picked up the phone beside him.
Publicity Department.
"Hello, Chair... Chairman."
The gossiping members of the publicity department were instantly stunned.
"You just blacklisted another account."
The head of the publicity department, not understanding, nodded. "Yes, Chairman, please rest assured. We are always at the forefront of anti-harassment. We will generate more buzz for Madam, making her the most popular person in this variety show."
"Unblock my account."
"Ah?" The head of the publicity department asked, confused. "We only block haters."
Surely their chairman wasn't just putting on an act? That shouldn't be the case. They had received quite a bit of bonus for using their own accounts to promote the chairman's wife and generate buzz for her recently. This didn't seem like an act at all.
Wen Zhiyan closed his eyes slightly. Recalling himself, he actually had the nerve to call the publicity department himself, but since things had come to this, he had to say something. "The account you just blacklisted, unblock it for me."
"Just now..." The head of the publicity department looked at his team members in confusion. "Who is the administrator for the live stream today?"
A young girl, who looked to be in her early twenties, slowly raised her hand from her workstation. "Manager, it was me."
Seeing the girl's teary eyes, the head of the publicity department couldn't speak harshly and could only awkwardly rub his nose. "Did you mistakenly ban someone just now?"
The girl scratched her head, then shook it. She then recounted, as if reciting pearls, the people she had banned. "No, I banned someone who said the Chairman was an old man. I banned anyone who said Madam was promiscuous."
"Oh, right." The girl suddenly realized. "Someone also claimed to be the Chairman just now, saying he was extremely handsome, and I banned them too."
The head of the publicity department suddenly felt a chill emanating from the receiver.
"That... Chairman," he could only offer an awkward laugh. "The young lady is new and doesn't know any better. Please don't take it to heart."
Upon hearing this, the young girl froze on the spot, looking at the head of the publicity department helplessly.
She, she didn't know their chairman was so narcissistic. Was she still salvageable? Would she be fired after only one day of work?
Just as the head of the publicity department thought his young lady was beyond saving and felt a sense of pity, he heard a voice from the receiver.
"Get my account back, set it as an administrator, and also, my bullet comments need a gold border."